The bizarre change that came over Night Haunter put everyone on high alert.
The dormant Iron Men Veronica shifted into a combat stance. More than a dozen Tesla Arc emitters sprang from the adamantine cage, all aimed at Konrad, whose body was enveloped in psychic radiance.
If the situation completely spiraled out of control, Guilliman and Lox would evacuate at once and use an annihilation bomb to reduce everything here to nothingness.
Capturing a traitor primarch alive would naturally be preferable, but if Night Haunter posed a risk of breaking out, Guilliman would not hesitate to kill his treacherous brother.
"The anti-psyker team is on its way. Estimated arrival: forty-five seconds." Lox looked over the information on the data-slate, ready at any moment to use Pharos to take himself and Guilliman away.
"Wait a little longer. It doesn't seem like... things have gotten out of control." Guilliman stood his ground, staring fixedly at Night Haunter's abnormal state.
The psychic intensity around Konrad was rising rapidly. Only Alpha-level Psykers could trigger the cage's red alert, yet Night Haunter had already far exceeded the initial warning threshold.
"A psyker losing control? No, it doesn't look quite like that."
What was happening to Konrad differed from the records of psykers losing control. When a psyker's will faltered, or they suffered severe stimulation or faced a life-or-death crisis, their psychic power could erupt completely out of control, turning them into a devastating weapon of extermination.
A psyker who lost control could even easily draw the malicious entities of the Warp, allowing them to enter the real universe through that opened gateway.
Yet the transformed primarch, Night Haunter, filled with immense psychic power, saw a scene that made him tremble within a prophecy that could no longer be called an illusion.
Behind the mortal named